Chapter 42
The Devil reminisced about his pleasant memories, saying he had already crushed the Duke’s hopes in the same way several times.
“I guarantee it’ll be very entertaining. That knight you sent him, what was his name again?”
“Do you mean Sir Lios?”
“Right. Thanks to that guy making a fuss about saving the Duke, I had some fun last time too. Outside, the knight was scratching the ground with his bare hands until the bones showed, trying to get into the castle, while the Duke watched and wailed for me not to kill him because he was like a father to him. It was such a beautiful sight.”
Elena remembered the knight who had called Duke Conrad a ‘pitiful person.’ His loyalty had seemed far too desperate for a simple subordinate, and it seemed he had cherished the Duke like a son. To such a person…….
“Watching him drown while floundering in the moat was the best part. I’d love to see him despair like that again…….”
His red eyes slowly scanned Elena. Sensing the meaning of his gaze, she parted her lips, feeling somewhat absurd.
“I’m not…… exactly in a parent-child relationship with Duke Conrad. I’ve only seen him for a few days.”
“I suppose. That’s true.”
“Yes. I…….”
Before she could feel relief at his smooth agreement, the Devil’s mouth opened again.
“Since you’re both inexperienced and hopelessly innocent, you wouldn’t even be able to f**k properly anyway.”
Using the term ‘f**k’—the very expression the Emperor had spat out—the Devil grabbed Elena’s chin. Contrary to his scathing assessment, his red eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.
“So, shouldn’t I teach you?”
“Teach me? What do you mean…….”
While keeping the flustered Elena sitting on his thigh, the Devil took off his shirt. The Duke’s upper body, now half-naked, was revealed before her eyes.
“…….”
She stopped, like someone who had forgotten how to breathe.
His chest swollen with muscle, clear-cut abs, and the firm skin around his pelvic bones where veins bulged and appeared blue. The beautiful physique, asserting its presence clearly even in the dark, was sensual in its very existence. The shock of witnessing it so suddenly defeated Elena all too easily.
She swallowed hard, unable to overcome the aesthetic desire boiling in her gut. She was terrified that such a desire even existed within her. She tried to ignore it, tried to look indifferently at the man’s body the Devil was inhabiting, but it was impossible.
She couldn’t deny the heat that made her lower abdomen tingle, the sensation of it traveling up her spine and spreading through her entire body via her hot blood.
“Just looking at it makes you horny, doesn’t it?”
The Devil, reading her impulse, caressed her lips with his thumb. The heat escaping from her parted lips wrapped around his calloused finger. The Devil stroked her more deeply with his warmed hand.
“Touch it. When will an opportunity like this come again?”
“…….”
“Ah. Does our Exorcist need more of a pretext because she’s shy?”
The large hand that had been fumbling with her lips moved to the back of her neck. The touch that grabbed her nape and pulled her close was gentle, yet coercive at the same time. Elena, her escape route blocked, took in the Duke’s body right before her eyes. Her pupils, hung with conflict like weights, shook.
“Hurry, Elena. Doing what the Devil expects is your job, isn’t it?”
As if yielding to the command that came down like a provocation, Elena reached her hand over the Duke’s bare chest. When she stroked him with her clumsy touch, a flood of sensations poured in as if they had been waiting.
His body, packed with muscle, was as firm as a stone covered in leather, and his unblemished skin gave the illusion of touching cold marble. It was the first time she hadn’t felt repulsed despite touching another person’s bare skin.
Thus, her hand moved of its own accord, without the Devil even guiding it. She pressed her palm against his sculpted chest muscles, savoring them fully, then slowly traced down the luscious curves. His light-colored n*****s tickled her palm like pearls.
“Ha~ah…….”
The Devil, stimulated at his peaks, took a deep breath of excitement, his chest expanding greatly. In the place where his neat facade was stripped away, a beautiful man intoxicated by lust was revealed. Just from that gaze, a sensation like boiling water between her legs arose.
“Hngh.”
Hearing her groan, the Devil chuckled and pulled her into an embrace. His hard abs pressed roughly against her flat lower stomach, and the arms supporting her back crushed her b*****s so hard it took her breath away. Her vision was completely covered by the man’s broad chest.
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